Text: Mr. Big. Hey Man. The Chain.

I hear their voices inside my head
There's no denying it's my private hell
As I lie in bed I take a look around and see myself
In twenty years will I be them

I've taken all I can stand
Afraid of what kind of man I am
Does everything stay the same
Or will I break the chain

Secrets, emotions and wounds concealed
Spirits are broken, the deepest scars that'll never heal
They'll be back handed down from father to son
A closet full of skeletons

I've taken all I can stand
Afraid of what kind of man I am
Does everything stay the same
Or will I break the chain

I will get by
With a little understanding
It's my own life after all

I've taken all I can stand
Afraid of what kind of man I am
Does everything stay the same
Or will I break the chain

I've taken all I can stand
Afraid of what kind of man I am
Does everything stay the same
Or will I break the chain

Or will I break the chain
Will I break the chain